"Imprint the ring, now! Do everything Epphy tells you or at the first sign of resistance I'll slice your brain like a steak." She squeezed the elf's neck, making her squeal in terror.
"Can't you imprint me, Mom?" Solus wanted to cry.
She had dreamed for so long to see her mother again. To hear her voice and feel her touch. Now that it was finally happening, she was forced to hold back everything she wanted to tell Menadion and focus on their escape.
"You carry Lith's energy signature. If you imprint me, my bond with him will be restored."
"Fuck Lith!" Ripha spat the word out like it was a curse. "I mean, not literally, Epphy. I mean, I can't. I'm just an extension of his will. I'm no different from a strand of his hair or a toenail. I can't imprint anything on my own.
"I can only carry things he has already imprinted."